Our heavenly Father, we stand as is our custom, to include You and to ask for your blessing on this gathering. Hear our invitation as genuine & sincere. Encourage us in our endeavors to serve this community – to increase our understanding of others – and to join with you in our walk thru life. Amen
“Increase our understanding of others…” how does one do that? I have to believe that I have to join with God and walk it…walk thru the world, accompanying others as they do the same. It is a walking journey. You study a map (or trust the GPS) but you still have to drive. I won’t understand others if I stay in my bubble.
Winds carry bubbles, that’s the fun to watch them move away from us, land on an unwitting blade of grass, eyelash, or nose and pop.
Stay in your bubble, but trust God to carry it…you never know where you’ll pop.
Dad liked pens. All kinds, but roller-balls were favorites. He’d buy up replacement parts, and cobble things together. The “Franken-pen” in the front is a Y.M.C.A. give away pen made of plastic with Mont Blanc insert. It works. It just isn’t what you would think could work together. Non-partisan penship, thanks Dad!
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